Tonight's crank call

Had a new crank call tonight.

Caller: We have bed bugs. They are crawling around everywhere.

Me: I'm so sorry. What room are you in?

Caller: You need to get up here and see this now.

Me: What room are you in?

Caller: I'm in 145.

Me: You’re in room 145?

Caller: Yeah, room 145. Bitch.

Me: We don't have a room 145.

Caller: Yes you do Bitch.

Hung up. And nobody came down to complain that I hung up on them.Had a new crank call tonight.

My manager asked if I heard about the accounting position I applied for. Not a word. Doubt I will get it since the accountant walks by me with her head down avoiding eye contact to the point I stopped saying Good Morning (she never answered me). He asked what I wanted. Sit at a desk for $20 an hour. Then again I was tempted to apply for games dealer at a casino advertising $20 an hour until I read the fine print where it was $12 an hour plus tips. I really loved that accounting manager job last summer. I was so happy working with different departments and meeting new people. But whose going to hire me as a manager of anything with 4 months of manager experience.

Old ex girlfriend of roommate was in the house last night with one of her men. She was supposed to be collecting her cat and stuff. She brought magic mushrooms, meth, and Marijuana. Roommate was completely out of it last night when I was getting ready for work. I was doing laundry and smelled smoke on the basement stairs. Roommate admitted to smoking a tobacco cigarette in his room and apologized. He was out of it this afternoon and said he was so high last night he cleaned most of the house. Ex and her man spent the night. Roommate was upset she didn't take her cat and left a bag of her stuff he packed for her. I said I could take care the cat. She is a sweet cat even if my cats keep attacking her. Later he said she grabbed one of my pillowcases and stuffed it with mine and his stuff, to which he stopped her. She even asked who the guitar she found belonged to and roommate ordered her to put it back (it was mine inherited from my grandmother). Then she helped herself to my packages of spaghetti I bought as if she owned the place which mad him mad again. He didn't get his hook up he was hoping for, but he got his magic mushrooms he was expecting.